It all began with wanting find the answers
Answers to what?
What were the curious questions that led the mind harbor off at a land unknown in a one human world.
The who and the why is where it truly began...
I had to find the footprints and trace it back,
Who do these footprints belong to?
It's a one human world, so mine it is.
Walking back and seeing this growing shrinkage of fast paced mind, the answers were hidden somewhere in that trail I made.
Someone seems curious,
Oh! there's the impatience and intolerance too.
Boredom seems to have taken control,
But, the mind is growing wilder as it moved.
The colours look brighter at every step back,
Someone sought knowledge at every turn they took.
This is a hazy maze, who's going to walk in it?
I made the maze, does it look like anyone's present to go in it?
The roots are out, the emotions are entangled
But is there really a place for these feelings unknown?
The triangle in the red bevelled square calls me ,
I hear things that feed my curiosity.
I'm weaving this web of happiness,
This greed for knowledge for now has me tangled in my mess;
This primary coloured tripartite circle orbiting the blues help me,
They feed my curiosities, but the answers are wilder than we see;
The web doesn't seem to detangle,
Everyting's a mess on this one half a two,
I need solutions to help proceed further,
The mirror shines bright, the cloud's boggling the mind,
A land not present, calculations miss their ride.
Weaves don't stop,
Solution is to be known,
The problem is the unknown,
Must seek it soon,
The puzzles' arriving home.
